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Friday, May 30, 2014

Blurb: A BDSM
Relationship can be the most intense of a person’s life and, the most trusting
and loving.

Bound by leather, and unable to move, twenty-three-year-old
Haley instinctively knows that tonight she and her Dominant Jerrod are about to
share something very special.

With her sexual anticipation mounting
by the second, her mind travels back to the first time she met this incredible
sexual being. To say that Jerrod has changed her life is an understatement,
because this most beautiful and charismatic of men has made her truly come
alive for the first time.

She loves Jerrod to the point of
adoration, and even when she challenges the boundaries he sets for her, he
disciplines her with a dominant kindness that often brings her close to tears.

Will Jerrod take their relationship
to the next level? And if he does, is Haley willing to be guided by her
beautiful Master?

It
seemed that the harder she pulled against the restraints, the tighter they felt
and the more she enjoyed it. Haley was truly bound, and her pleasure, her very
existence, felt as if for him alone. Sitting prone in the center of the large
room, she could only rely on her hearing and sense of smell to gain any hint of
what was happening around her. The blindfold was the first piece in place and
promised to be the last removed.

Before they
began, Haley helped Jerrod remove his shoes. Now she searched the air with her
ears for the sound of soft footfalls near or approaching. She had heard her man
walk from the room after clicking the wrist restraints into place. Now the
quiet was thunderous.

The blindfold had
been first, but soon after that was the wide leather collar that kept Haley
from bending her head too far forward. Jerrod had placed the bands next. The
wide leather straps were wound around her chest and down to her waist.
Separate, individual leather bindings were pulled into place on her legs, one
around each thigh, and one around each ankle. She was unsure if they were
connected as her Master had pushed her to her knees without allowing further
movement. The process had taken close to an hour, a glorious, sensual hour for
her.

What Haley
considered odd was the fact that Jerrod had insisted that she was fully dressed
before beginning. Her Master hadcarefully chosen her outfit, and an old white
blouse, tattered jeans and undergarments now pressed against her skin by the
restraints he had since applied to her. The cold steel of handcuffs clasped
around her wrists and had clicked into place behind her back as the final act
of preparation. But preparations for what? She had no idea but had agreed. She
was nervous, even a little scared, but her arousal felt palpable.

She perceptibly
flinched when Jerrod suddenly spoke. “My love, this night will be filled with
pleasures and surprises. I have considered what I know of you, and a few things
you may not have even realized about yourself. I plan to act on several of
these things. Do you understand and wish to proceed?”

Haley trusted
Jerrod completely, and simply nodded her agreement.

Lengthy
discussions had preceded this night. There had even been a few test runs, and
Haley found each one more exciting and satisfying than the last. Jerrod knew
what his sub was willing to do, able to tolerate, wanted to try, and absolutely
would not do. She trusted her Master, and knew with all her soul that he would
not violate her wishes, while violating her. She wanted her boundaries pushed
and in some cases broken, but she also did not want a few very specific things.
Being specific was the paramount rule for him when they decided to enter into
this special relationship. It had taken her a week to come up with her list of nevers, sometimes,
and oftens.
He laughed when he looked at the list she had made.

“The only thing on here that matter are the nevers.
If it is a sometimes, or an often…well, those are the same thing.”

Authors Bio:

Beginning his writing career in the 1980s, Jason Walker has 10 Novels and multiple short stories in print, and has won awards and accolades for his work. Exploring the various aspects of sexuality, and the interactions between people, have been a subject of interest for his entire adult life.

Married over 20 years, Jason was widowed in 2008. In addition to writing, Jason was a professional broadcaster for many years, and now uses those skills for audio production with a professional studio in his home.

Being over a “certain age”, Jason has developed a thick skin and a new openness to feedback, both positive and “constructive”. He welcomes e-mails and other contacts about his writing, and virtually anything else.

Thank you, Krista Ames, for having me on your blog today! I’m so
excited about this Love Finds a Way boxed
set, and honored to be a part of it with such a great group of writers. I think
all the stories have a different feel, but they all have humor and of
course—love. Each of the books explores women at different points in their
lives…some are married, some single, some in transition. My book has a little
of all of that.

’Til St. Patrick’s Day is a
heartfelt but humorous look at the lives of three best friends in their late
twenties: Jayne, Karen and Claudia. This is the first book in the St. Louis Sisters Series, and is
centered more on Jayne’s journey. Book #2 is due out in late July and
emphasizes where Karen’s life is going. Book #3 will release in 2015 and focus
more on Claudia.

I thought it would be fun to learn a little more about these women and an
interesting analogy would be to look at music—one of my favorite things
(besides books, of course!). So let’s view each character through the lens of
different songs, to get a better feel for them. I’m going to pair them up with
songs that I think characterizes them…something they would maybe even use as a
ringtone. If you’re not familiar with the songs and want to hear them, just
click on the song title to hear it on YouTube. We’ll also hear some songs that
would represent their relationship with their partners.

Are you with me? Let’s go!

First up: Jayne Asher. I’d almost best money that Jayne has one
of two songs as the ringtone on her phone. Either Happy by Pharrell Williams or if she feels like digging into
the vault, it might be Walking on Sunshine by Katrina &
The Waves. Both songs epitomize what Jayne is all about—positivity, good vibes,
and always seeing the glass half full. And she’ll be happy to refill that glass
for you, if it will put a smile on your face. If you’re in a bad mood, either
of these songs or a pep talk from Jayne will get you back on track.

Her relationship with her new boyfriend, Gray Brandt, isn’t exactly as
bubbly and optimistic as Jayne herself. I think either Insensitiveby Jann
Arden or I Can’t Make You Love Me by Bonnie
Raitt characterizes where they stand. Don’t get me wrong, Jayne’s trying to
change that. But the gut-wrenching, pain-filled vocals and agonizing lyrics are
something she can certainly relate to when it comes to Gray.

Now let’s do an about-face and look at Karen Taggart. Karen
would definitely roll her eyes at Jayne’s ringtone. Way too enthusiastic for
Karen’s outlook on life. I would expect her personal ringtone to be something
more like Criminal by Fiona Apple or Sarah
McLachlan’s Fear. If you don’t know them, I can
tell you that they’re not exactly happy little ditties. Dark confessions of an
outwardly destructive, inwardly scared woman. With a hard exterior.

And her precarious entanglement with Rick Gordon can be felt in the
mood and lyrics of Dark Road by Annie Lennox or maybe Come Home by Ryan Adams. Maybe deep down she wants to give in
to her feelings (although she’d never admit it)…but she just doesn’t know if
she can.

Claudia Knight is a classic beauty and has timeless style and
grace. To capture her with a song, I’d go with something along the lines of Fly Me to the Moon by Frank Sinatra or What a Wonderful World
by Louis Armstrong. The classic, cozy feel of these songs suit her well.

Happily married to the man of her dreams, Claudia’s relationship with
Sam can be captured with the current hit All of Me by John Legend, or again with something more timeless
like It Had to Be Youby
Harry Connick, Jr. These songs are like buttah and are about two people that have
found that elusive happily-ever-after. Now Claudia just wants a family to
complete the love they share.

I thought it was appropriate to characterize these women with various
songs, as the story idea itself was inspired by the John Mayer song, St. Patrick’s Day. You’ll have to read the book to find out
what happens to Jayne, Karen and Claudia as they traverse the holidays and make
it to St. Patty’s Day. Hope you enjoy their journey! And if you do, be sure and
pick up book #2 this summer.

Thanks again, Krista, for having me!

Holly, it was my pleasure having you !!! Pease stop back by when book#2 is out, we'd love to hear more about it :)

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‘Til St. Patrick’s Day

by

Holly Gilliatt

For three best friends, one winter will change everything.

Chronically optimistic
Jayne is surprised she’s still single at twenty-eight.But as always for Jayne, there’s hope.This time his name is Gray—a successful,
gorgeous marketing VP that she can’t believe is going out with her.She’s never given up on the belief that the
right man for her is out there.Maybe
Gray could be the one…if she just works hard enough to make it happen.

Her cynical friend Karen
is suspicious of Jayne’s new guy with his model looks and over-inflated
ego.She’s concerned for Jayne, but has
her own relationship to worry about.Not
that anything’s wrong with her boyfriend.He’s actually perfect for her, which is why she’s terrified.Not sure she can ever fully trust a man
again, she considers bailing on yet another relationship.

Claudia is always there
for her friends, mothering them like the children she craves to have.Happily married, Claudia anxiously awaits the
day her husband finally agrees it’s time to start a family.

‘Til St. Patrick’s Day is
a novel about the depths of friendship and what happens when love doesn’t go
according to plan.

Jayne closed the door behind her and leaned against
it, afraid to even move. She was pretty certain the last four hours had just
been a dream, and if she dared to move or speak or even breathe too deeply—it
might all go away. So she stood silently, desperately still.

When her cell phone blared from inside her purse, she
jumped back, startled. Her heart started pulsating quickly, and she was
relieved that so far, her night seemed perhaps to be real. She dug around in
her oversized purse and grabbed her phone.

“Hello?”

“Hey, it’s me.” Karen. Relief again. It wasn’t some
dream fairy about to snatch away one of the best nights of her life. “Are you
home yet?”

“Yeah, I just walked in the door.” Breathe, she reminded herself. Jayne
pulled off the coat she’d worn to keep out the autumn cold that had begun to
creep into St. Louis. She threw it over the arm of her couch before she plopped
down.

“And? How’d it go?”

“Oh, he’s just…dreamy…” Her voice tapered off as a
stupid grin flooded her face.

“So I take that to mean it was good.”

“No, it was fabulous.” She closed her eyes, visions of
the night running through her mind.

“Give me the rundown.” Karen was always to the point,
one of the things Jayne loved best about her.

“Okay, well, first he took me to dinner in the city.
That new trendy place in Lafayette Square. It was really great inside, and the
food…well, you know how I love food. And it was delish.”

“Did he open doors for you and all that?

“Yeah, yeah he did. It was nice.” All night long, and
now too, she couldn’t believe that Gray Brandt had asked her out. He was
impossibly attractive—wavy black hair, dimples, a ridiculously bright white
smile, and perfectly toned body. She wasn’t sure what she’d noticed about him
first…his captivating bright blue eyes or his six-foot-two Adonis-like body.

“Then what?”

“Then we went to a movie, and afterwards we went
downtown and actually went for a horse-drawn carriage ride.”

Karen groaned. “How cheesy.”

“You are so jaded. It wasn’t cheesy. It was romantic.”

“He was just trying to get laid. Did he?”

“No, but he got a goodnight kiss.” Jayne giggled. “But
I would have done it if he wanted.”

“Well, I guess there’s nothing wrong with a little hot
sex from time to time.” Karen sighed. “But a carriage ride?”

“I liked it. I thought it was sweet and romantic and
touching.”

“Yeah, if it’s your senior prom and you’re wearing a
corsage.”

“Oh, stop. Next time I won’t give you all the details
if you’re going to just belittle them.”

“But it’s so much fun,” Karen said, laughing. “I’m
sorry. I know you like all that shit.”

“Yes, I do. I still can’t believe he actually went out
with me!”

“I can’t wait to see this guy. I mean, he sounds like
the love child of Johnny Depp and Maks from Dancing
with the Stars. If they were gay lovers, and if gay men could procreate
together, that is.”

Jayne couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s actually a
pretty good assessment. And did I ever mention to you that he has the most
beautiful deep blue eyes I’ve ever seen?”

“Only a dozen times or so.”

“Well, he does,” she said, grinning. “So he said he’d
call me tomorrow to make some plans for the weekend.”

“That sounds promising. If you actually hear from
him.”

“He’ll call.”

“I hope for your sake that he does. Well, it sounds
like you had a great time.”

“We really did.” Jayne yawned. “I better get to
bed…it’s late and I have to work in the morning. Some of us have real jobs, you
know.”

“I have a real job. I just make my own hours. Jealous,
eh?”

“Completely.”

“Well don’t be. I worked my ass off on a proposal all
day yesterday and presented it to the potential client today. And I could
absolutely tell he’s not going to do business with me.”

“Why do you say that?”

“I can just tell. He was disinterested, polite but not
friendly, and he didn’t really ask any questions.”

“Well that sucks. Was it a big customer?”

“Decent.” Karen sighed. “But in this economy I’ll take
whatever I can get.”

“You are good at what you do, you’re smart and tough.
Don’t give up—you never know.”

“You’re an eternal optimist, Jayne. It’s what makes
you so lovable and irritating all at the same time.”

“Not sure if I should say thank you or call you a
bitch for that,” Jayne said with a chuckle.

“How about, ‘Thanks, bitch’?” They both laughed. “Well,
I’ll let you go…are we still on for Saturday lunch with Claudia?”

“Of course. See you then, if we don’t talk before.”

“Okay. G’night.”

“’Night.” Jayne hung up the phone, put it on the
charger, and sauntered to her bedroom. Yawning as she pulled off her clothes
and slid a sleep shirt over her head, she crawled into bed without so much as
brushing her teeth. The incessant dripping sound from the bathroom faucet that
normally drove her insane didn’t bother her at all. Unlike most nights, she
barely noticed it.

She was tired and wanted nothing more than to fall
asleep and have dreams of Gray.

A Self-confessed music, movie and accessories junkie, Holly Gilliatt's passion has always been writing. Give her an Algebra quiz and she'll curl up in the fetal position. But throw a test requiring all essay answers her way and she's in heaven. Between the day job, husband, three kids, two dogs and a cat--it's not easy to find time to write. So she sacrifices the laundry pile to spin her tales of laughter, friendship and love. She's proud to call the St. Louis area her home.